The world of a hero was a stressful one. You were never guaranteed the opportunity to relax and just be yourself since you always had cameras shoved into your face. Hawks constantly hated the fame he garnered, he couldn't walk around without someone wanting something from him. Yes, he dreamed to be like his idol, being a hero that helped everyone, but it was absurd how little time he had to himself. You intended to correct that.
Having him be your boyfriend gave you his trust on a silver platter. You were his first after all, what else were you expecting after taking his virginity and taking such good care of him afterward. Looking back at it, he was latched onto you, sucking on your breast as you called him your precious birdy. His face had heated up at the pet name, though, it wasn't as vibrant as the blush he had when you were riding his dick but it was still potent.
You started by greeting him when he got back from work. That was already a normal thing for you to do, welcoming each other home was just a way to ground one another after a stressful day of hero work. He always got this dopey smile when you'd follow it up with a kiss but the greeting in itself was enough to get his face flushed. You helped him take off his jacket and then played with his hair, scratching his scalp in an attempt to relax him further.
The both of you walk towards the bathroom for a shower together. Hawks found himself enjoying taking showers or baths when you were with him too. He was a bit needy when it came to your affection but he still couldn't find it in himself to take a step back. He wants you to hold him and reassure him that he was loved. Having lacked all of that affection in his childhood and even while he was growing, it made him want to be the center of your attention. So when you decided to stand behind him while the shower head sprayed both of you with warm water, he loved the way you kissed in between his shoulder blades.
Walking into the bedroom, he only had a towel wrapped around his waist which he removed the moment he reached the bed. You had already laid out his clothes for him and had even bought him some light snacks for him to munch on once he was comfortable in bed. Hawks felt his eyes water at the small gesture and instead turned around to face you.
"Let me do something for you." You shook your head and gestured to him to get comfortable.
"No baby. Mommy wants to spoil her precious birdy tonight." He whimpered at the pet name and couldn't help the involuntary whimper he let out.
"M-Mommy, let me do something for you. You've been so nice to me and- and it feels wrong not to do something for you." He's still nude, his body cooling rapidly as he slowly lowered himself to the floor. He tugged on the towel that you had wrapped around yourself and left you naked in front of him.
You looked gorgeous, all of your body being divine in his eyes. He felt his mouth water as you looked down at him and fondled your breasts. Be it that he had limited experience in relationships, which only meant he had none, to begin with until meeting you, he had always thought the question of "breasts vs ass" to be something to take seriously. He found out that he liked anything as long as it was you and only you. He never looked lust-filled when models would walk over to him during galas, their clothes leaving nothing to the imagination. No, if anything, you could be drowning in a hoodie with the baggiest pants you could find and he would still jump on you like a starved man. He loved everything you gave him and, to him, your body was the ultimate reward for having spent years of his life being nothing but a puppet. You were his and he was yours.
Hawks grabbed onto your thighs and had you lower yourself just enough for him to reach your sex. He was tempted to ask you to sit on his face but the teasing was enough to get him off. He reached out with his tongue, barely grazing your pussy lips, and whining when you shifted away. His nails dug into your legs but you still kept your distance from his mouth. You began to gently rub your clit while Hawks could only watch and whimper at the sight. He wanted a taste, wanted to have you ride his face while his tongue plunged into your tight cunt and pleasure you like none of your exes ever did before.
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FanfictionThe #2 hero is hardworking, doesn't matter how much he talks about wanting to lounge around all day. He's efficient, determined and very much devoted to the public's safety. But who takes care of him? You of course. And you do it in a way that other...